Amb Chol Ajongo
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Amb Chol Ajongo
@ajongo2000
Chol Ajongo,RSS, former Minister of Presidential Affairs, Amb to Kenya, PR to UNEP & UN- HABITAT and 10YFP Board Co-Chair. Retweet, not an endorsement .
انضم Temmuz 2018
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تجدد لجنة أساتذة الجامعات السودانية “لاجسو” تأكيدها على أنها ماضية في الإضراب، وتنوه إلى أن قضية الأستاذ الجامعي لا تختزل في مجرد زيادة نسبية في الرواتب، بل تتعلق بضرورة وجود إطار قانوني عادل ومنظم يعيد الاعتبار للمهنة ويضمن استقرارها.
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@kamalshref نعم. جيل ثورى نادر ليس من باب التشاؤم لانه حواه السودانية والدة ، ولكن يصعب على مرء تصور ظهور شخصيات فى قامات عبدالخالق ، جوزيق اوكيل قرنق ءنقد، استاذ التجاني، و الشفيع احمد الشيخ.
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@chol_pal True . The edition of this was more than half a century ago. In 1966
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@ajongo2000 I love reading books. The old books are the best. They tell the histories as they are.
They were written objectively not with the help of Ai and Chatgpt.
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@chol_pal Very old book for those interested in political theories
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@OJaafarBello He is a committed comrade . Some of us have high regard for him.
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The security guard caught the 82-year-old man slipping a loaf of bread into his jacket.
He was supposed to detain him for the police, but instead, he sat down on the floor with him.
James takes his job as a loss prevention officer seriously.
Usually, when he stops a shoplifter, they run or get aggressive.
But when he approached the elderly man in the bread aisle, the reaction broke his heart.
The man, Walter, didn't run. He just froze, his hands shaking violently as he clutched the cheap loaf of white bread to his chest.
Walter had never stolen a thing in his life. But his rent had gone up, his wife had passed last year, and his small pension had run dry four days ago.
He was starving.
"I didn't mean to cause trouble," Walter sobbed, sliding down to the floor in shame. "I just... I haven't got anything left until next week."
James looked at the man, who reminded him of his own grandfather.
He realized this wasn't a crime; it was a crisis.
He didn't radio for backup. He didn't stand over him like an authority figure.
James sat right down on the dirty linoleum floor, meeting Walter at eye level to stop the trembling.
"You're not in trouble, sir," James said softly, his hand on the man's arm. "It's okay. You were hungry, right?"
Walter nodded, tears streaming down his face, expecting handcuffs.
Instead, James pulled out his own wallet.
"We're going to go to the register together," James told him. "And I'm going to buy this for you. And we're going to get you some peanut butter and milk, too."
He helped Walter up, paid for a full bag of groceries, and gave him the receipt so he could walk out the front door with his dignity intact.
Walter walked in feeling like a criminal, but he left knowing that someone still cared.

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